Håkon
is
out skating on the ice, enjoying the peaceful surroundings.
wanted to join him... But he just stared at the ice.
gracefully slid across the ice in circles, nearing the shore. He hadn't noticed the other yet, though.
smiles faintly, carefully stepping out onto the ice. He was sure he could skate normally... "Norge~"
spots the other. "Oh." He skates over, hands in his back pockets.
smiles. "Hej. Is the ice thick enough for ye to be doin' this...?"
"In most places..." He eyes the other curiously, not that it showed.
nods. "Good then~" He wasn't worried or anything. No, of course not... He was just unnaturally nervous.
skated slowly backwards, further out on the ice, waiting for and observing the other.
watched him before slowly moving forward, listening for the sound of the ice cracking or anything.
raises an eyebrow in wonder. He circles around Denmark for a little bit, before coming to a stop beside him.
... pokes him before skating a bit ahead.
curls his lip slightly. He follows after, making sure he doesn't skate on the weak points.
just skates around, getting more comfortable at seeing the other move around.
"'s long since you've done this?" wonders aloud.
shakes his head. "Nej... not really..."
"Hmm, you don't seem so steady..." he says, sliding closer up to the other, making sure he hears it.
chuckles a bit. "I just dun trust the ice, that's all..."
"Oh?" he skates farther out, gaining speed.
nods a bit and speeds up to keep up with the other. "Ja..."
"Well, I've been skatin' on it all day..." He jumps lightly on his skates.
watched him carefully, slipping slightly from not paying attention.
"Uh-oh." noticing the slip. He did enjoy beating another Nordic at winter-sports...
huffs. He was fine, and was going to out do the other. He jumped a little higher than he would have liked but landed pretty smoothly.
raises an eyebrow. Well then... He gains high speed, going in a large circle around the other, occasionally jumping and landing gracefully.
laughed lightly.
huffs and tries to do the same around the other, sliding a few times for not having actual skates.
(( Pfft, I didn't know that xD ))
((He's smart like that. -w- ))
vaguely hears a crack, but is too excited at his new speed to pay it any attention.
Søren
was
too distracted at trying to out do the other to notice himself. He wouldn't let anyone beat him!
"You're gonna lose!" he calls after landing from a pirouette.
huffs. "Oh ja?" He goes to jump but caught a snag in the ice and stumbled, sliding over a part of thin ice.
blinks. He struggles to get the speed down, deciding on circling around without force. "Ah, Danmark, get away from there."
blinks over to him. "Why?" He just stood, not knowing what to do.
frowns. "Unless you'd like an ice bath within five minutes."
frowns and looks down, ever so slowly trying to get away. He heard a few cracks though and swore.
finally manages to slow down. He skates to the edge of where the ice was safe, kneeling on it as not to slip._
"Try to step on the white spots, where the ice is thicker..."
nods, but as he walked his foot broke through, causing him to slip into the water.
(( Aw shi- Is he under the water ? x__x ))
((He went under, but popped up to the surface. He's use to cold water from past experiences. -w- ))
eyes widen. "-Faen!" he leans over the ice as far as possible without falling into the water, reaching out a hand. "Take it"
curses, getting close to the edge and taking his hand. He put the other on the edge of the ice, hoping it'd help support him out.
grabs near the shoulder with his other hand, trying to pull him onto the ice. He growls, damned wet clothes. He put more strength into it.
used the others strength as well as his own to pull himself half way out. He sprawled out on the ice, making sure not to focus pressure_
on one certain part.
He let go of the arm and grabbed a leg, shoving the soaked Dane safely onto the ice. He pushed himself away from the edge, sitting down.
sprawls out more and chuckles a bit. "W-well... damn." He looked over to the other. "A-are ye oka-ay?"
snorts. "You're the one to ask."
smiles a bit as he shivered. "J-just w-wonderin'..."
sighs. He kneels beside him, gripping him under his arms and lifting him to a sitting position, before he rises and offers a hand.
takes his hand and helps himself up, being extra careful with everything now it seems. His clothes felt so heavy now too..
guides him slowly to the shore again. He lets go of the hand. "Where's your house from here ? We need to get you into somethin' warmer."
nods a bit. "Uh... that way." He pointed a little South.
followed the direction until he recognized the Danish land. They eventually ended up outside the others house. He untied his skates outside.
got to his door and unlocked it, stumbling inside. He instantly started taking his jacket and shirt off,needing to get the wet clothing off.
stepped inside, putting the skates away by the door. He got his jacket off and went to the kitchen, seeking something warm and edible.
sneezes before heading to his room. He came down a little later in warm comfy PJs and goes to find the other.
had been making cocoa in a kettle, now sitting and enjoying his cup at the table.
sneezes again as he went to get himself a cup. It smelled good...
"I'm beginnin' to wonder...D'you have some sort of trouble magnet on your back ?" he sips the hot liquid carefully, watching the Dane.
pouts as he sipped his cocoa. "I must..."
"Mmm... I won, though." he hides his smile behind the cup.
huffs. "Nej. It was a tie."
smirked faintly. "Not even close."
huffs more and sips, shivering still. He was a little pale from the shock of the water.
frowns. He leaves the kitchen and returns with a blanket from the living-room, tossing it over the other as he passes him.
flails a bit but sniffles and nods. "T-tak.." He pulled it tightly around himself, wiggling a bit to try and stay warm.
"Velbekomme." He washes his cup in the sink, before putting the kettle down on the table. Seemingly at a loss, he just kept standing there.
looks over to him and smiles a bit. "Tak for y-yer help and everythin'..."
"I'm not leavin' people to drown." he crosses his arms, but nods, with a slight twitch of his lips. "'sides, it was partly my fault."
chuckles. "If ye think of it like that. S'not like ye pushed me onto the thin ice."
leans back against the counter. "Nei... I didn't warn you where the ice was weak, though."
shrugs and finishes his cocoa, going to wash his cup. "I should have known. Ye think I'd have learned over the years, eh?"
sighs. "Not. At. All." he says, smiling.
chuckles a bit as he rubbed his arms. "Are ye warm enough...?"
"Ja, ja." he waves off. He walks out of the kitchen and wanders a little around on the floor, aimlessly.
still worried... He walked to the living room and curled up on the couch.
peeks around some shelves. His fingers trail over an old album, and he pulls it out. He walks into the living-room, looking at it curiously.
ooks over and blinks. "What do ye have there?"
*looks over
flips it over in his hands, sitting down beside Denmark. "Album." he says simply.
blinks more and leans over to look through it with him.
opens it to the first page. The page has an old drawing of a boy with wild hair, standing beside a slightly younger boy with shorter.
(( Well now I'm well aware that it's the Plurk creatures that makes the day brighter ))
opens the old album to the first page. There is a drawing of a little boy with wild hair, and another boy with shorter, attached to it.
smiles a little. He hadn't looked through this in.... ages.
((Plurk pretty much just makes my day. -w- ))
turns to the next pages. It shows a drawing with three boys, two tall and one shorter. Above is scribbled 'Skandinavien'.
smiles softly and closes his eyes a bit. He truly loved those times. And even just a drawing helped bring back all those memories.
another page shows four older boys. Two tall, two short. One of the short ones has something that seems to be a dog by its foot.
leaned a little on him, shivering only slightly now. "We were all kinda cute back then."
smiles slightly. "That stupid dog keep chasing my fairies..." he mumbles, before turning another page. There were doodles of mjolnirs and_
swords decorating the pages.
chuckles quietly. "This brings back so many memories, Norge.."
"It does." He takes a sharp breath of air as another page presents Skandinavien looming proudly over a tiny boy. "Iceland..."
notices and smirks a bit. He put an arm around him a bit. "It was amazin' at how our family came together..."
unconsciously leans into the other. "Ja..." he turned another page. The boys were at least teens, dressed in Viking attire, one with an axe.
couldn't help but trace his finger over the axe.
stays on the page a little longer than the others. Turning slowly to another page, it shows two of the boys ... dancing on Scotland ?
... laughs at that. Quite a bit.
smiles into his hand. He turns the page, and the boy with the dog is greeting someone that looks like America, just a toddler.
smiles at that after calming down.
skips a couple of pages with various victories. He frowns as a drawing of England holding a cross in front of the teens is shown.
glares and looks a bit away.
hand's raising to touch his cross-pin, but lets it fall back down half-way. He turns the pages again, not really seeing them.
sighs a bit. "We've sure been through a lot..."
"This isn't even half of it..." He flips the rest of the pages, figures like kings, Germanics and Baltics flying by.
nods a bit as he scanned all the images. "S'amazin' we're still alive..."
rubs his forehead. "Takes a bit more than a few thousand years to take us out, it seems."
smirks and nods. "We're the strongest there is... and some of the oldest..."
snorts. "I'm not strong. I've never been since the Viking Age." he closes the album. "That's been proven several times..."
pinches his side. "Ye are, Norge! Don't talk yerself down."
yelps, grumbling. "It's true. Not that I care..." he crosses his arms. He sighs, "'re you warm again now?"
nods. "More or less..." He was a little cold to the touch, but much better than before.
"Good, try not to run into an accident to soon." He made to move off the couch.
makes a sound and pulls him back down. "S-stay..."
looks warily at him, but doesn't make to move again.
didn't really want to be alone... as silly as that sounded...
sighs. "Fine." He figured that would make up for the other night. Besides, Denmark was acting weird. He leans back on the couch.
sneezes a little into his sleeve. He just wasn't feeling himself...
Håkon
is
slightly worried without really showing it. "Anythin' you want?"
shakes his head. "Nej..." He just didn't want to be alone after falling through the ice.
moves closer to him. "Right. Just ... tell me when you get tired."
nods a bit and grabs the album again, going through a few parts.... Mostly those from the Unions.
bites his lip, recalling the years in the big Danish house. There'd been so many... And few. He looks over at the Dane.
Søren
was
smiling a bit with eyes half closed. He remembered all of them in detail... He loved when everyone was together...
laid a hand on his shoulder. "Y'know ... Most of 'em still aren't that far away."
nods. "Ja.. I know. But it's different... I liked it when everyone was here."
sighed. "I know..." He leaned slightly on the others shoulder. Pointing, he said, "Look, the Kalmar Union. 't was... interesting."
bites his lip and nods. "V-very..." He ran his fingers lightly over the images and writing on the pages.
wondered if he was still freezing...
wasn't nearly as bad as before, but he wasn't easily able to keep his emotion in check like normal.
"And there's our Union... 't should end it." 1814 he read. The year he'd been handed over to Sverige as a war prize...
bit his lip more, nodding slowly. He hated the Swede even more for that. And everything he had done to him...
slowly reached over and closed the album, placing it on a nearby coffee-table.
watched him do that, chewing on his lip still. He tried to breath calmly and not let his emotions get to him.
looked over at him again. He wasn't sure what made him do it, but suddenly he was hugging the other nation tightly, not letting go.
makes a small sound and looks over to him before smiling and leaning a bit into him. "Tak, Norge..."
wasn't saying anything, but was slightly reassured when he figured he'd done the right thing, however strange it seemed to him.
wasn't use to being hugged by Norge, but it was comforting. And warm. Very very warm.
pulls back, focusing at tugging at the hem of his sleeve. "Ah, er, right. Sleep now, I think." He felt pretty bewildered.
frowns a bit before smiling and nodding. "Ja... do ye wanna sleep here tonight?"
Håkon
was
still confused. "...Ja?" Wasn't he the one who didn't want to be alone ? He'd be staying though, just... in case.
smiles and gets up, holding the blanket close. "Good. Let's go."
blinks, following after.
headed up stairs and into his room. There were a few Danish flags hanging, and bits of pieces of memories. He just went over to his bed.
stood ,shifting his feet, in the doorway.
pats the spot beside him.
sighs. He goes to sit on the other side of the bed, stripping down to his t-shirt and boxers, before sliding under the blankets.
smiles a bit before going under the covers and shifting close to him.
frowns slightly, but turns to face the other all the same. "God natt."
smiles. "God nat..." He closed his eyes and shifted a bit to get more comfy.
curls up, closing his eyes.
(( Aaw man... Now that's more like 'beautiful firnedship' xD ))
((Or true friendship. -w- Either way, it's awesome and bonding. XD ))
(( Hurhurhur~ Indeed. Now I has to sleep tho' v__v ))
((Me too. S'a tad late for us. -w-; Niiiight~ ))